She's Dangerous (Sequel to He's Dangerous) [COMPLETE]

Marcel was back but nothing was the same. It was hard returning to the way they were when they could barely remember it. Without Marcel Ella had to mature, grow up. Although growing up is exactly what Marcel wants to prevent. Once Ella starts growing up, she'll start making the same mistakes that Marcel did and he didn't want her to end up guilty over something
she had no intention to do. Life has been hectic since he got back and it's not calming down any time soon. Marcel and Ella are back in full action with new drama. Lies. Tears. Smiles and memories to be made. Want to follow them on their adventure? Read She's dangerous.


45. Forgive and forget [4 chapters left]+ A/N


   Ellas PoV


  I sat on my bed, pulling at my still smooth hair. Harry had no right to say anything. I know Marcel screwed up but the way I look at it, Marcel would rather die then have somebody, especially Harry compare him to somebody as terrible as Dylan. It confused me really. Harry had once said he wouldn't take me because he saw what Marcel and I had and yet here he was, contradicting his words. Hypocrite...

   After everything, I still couldn't cry. I was physically incapable. 

   "Hey Ella..." Marcel spoke softly, knocking on the door as he gently pushed it open. I snapped my head towards him, narrowing my eyes as I threw the nearest pillow at his tall, muscular figure. He easily dodged the object, tossing back onto the bed as he walked in.

   "You know I never thought you would have to use this bedroom..." He spoke quietly, gesturing to the expansive room.

   "Shut up."

   "Ella, I'm trying to be decent here."

   "Then stop." I snapped as he took a deep breath in anger, tilting his head back as his eyes squeezed. His large hands quickly gave his curls a pull before looking back at me. I held my glare as he walked up to me, his shadow chilling my body. How was it he was only nineteen? I nearly gasped but withheld the sound. I had skipped right through his birthday due to our ongoing fight. He had gone twenty and the thought nearly killed me. I was only eighteen and would remain that way...for a long time.

   "Stop acting lie you're a God damn princess Ella."

   "Sorry, all I heard was blah blah blah, I'm an asshole." I retorted, not meeting his eyes but rolling my own. I heard him sigh in frustration, a smirk turning on my lips in victory. Doesn't feel good now does it?

   "God damn it Ella. What the fuck is wrong with you? One minute your defending me the next you're acting like a real bitch!" Marcel shouted, his face red as I flinched. Out of everybody, he should know yelling isn't my strong point whether I had to live with it or not.


   "You know what? Why the hell are you still here if you hate me so much?" He continued, cutting me off, his face inches from mine.

   "Get the fuck away from me..." I seethed, pushing my hands against his chest and using all my strength to push his body from hovering over mine. We glared at each other, silence lingering. Maybe this was it. I had expected some fairy tale ending but in reality it'd be some sob story I'd tell my kids down the road. The tale of how Marcel broke my heart, but in reality he was just another guy. How I moved on and found their father.

   Marcel was just another pity heartbreak and soon I'd move on and forget.

   I just couldn't ever forgive.






Hey guys Im incredibly sorry for the filler but Im finishing this book tonight!!!!! Ahhh!!!!! IM SO EXCITED!!! Get ready because shit is going down!! :D Love you and hope you enjoyed :D x




If you read this all comment which story you liked better, this one or the first. I personally like the first better! x

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